Personal, Poetry, Relationships

Handcuffs On My Heart

I woke up at 3:01am and I saw you texted me. You texted me at 11:56pm. You asked if I had done my laundry yet. Don't ask me that. Why? You know who cares if I've done my laundry yet or not? No one, except for myself, because holy fuck I really needed to do… Continue reading Handcuffs On My Heart